DAHLIA 

We laid sprawled on the bed. 

I was wasted but in a glorious way. I hadn’t had sex in years and the first time after so many years was beyond my expectations. 

He pulled me closer to him, I readily went into the warm cuddle, a big, foolish smile unwilling to leave my face. 

“That was perfect.” He kissed my wild tresses spread on the bed. “You’re perfect.” He went for the skin behind my ear.

I shivered from the effect of his mouth there with his warm breath fanning the skin. “You’re perfect too.”

“I want us to do this again.” His hand found a breast and caressed...